copied from: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/37038042/#q37051514
*Original author is Anon*
*I didn't write these,just archive*
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>"This way, human."
>The cadre of guard ponies lead you ahead, towards the double doors into Celestia's quarters.
>Along the corridors are paintings, vases, and other miscellaneous antiques from the farthest reaches of Equestria.
>But you can't focus on that right now.
>Anxiety bubbles up inside, for a variety of reasons.
>Partly because you know what's coming this evening. The moment you have been dreading for these past couple months in paradise.
>Your return trip home.
>Saying your goodbyes to Twilight and her friends was difficult enough, but at the end of her letter to you Celestia mentioned one last parting gift before your perilous journey homeward.
>And that brings you to this meeting with the royal sisters.
>The exact specifics of this "parting gift" were omitted from the letter, of course, leaving your nerves twisted into bunches at the potential.
>In fact, this was going to be the closest you had come to the royal siblings. Every other encounter had passed with no more than a handful of formal words exchanged.
>It's difficult to tell just how benevolent Celestia and Luna will be.
>The guards bow, leaving you to enter through the open doors where you find Celestia sprawled out on a chaise lounge at one end of the room, gazing out at the magnificent view of Canterlot at dusk.
>Luna, meanwhile, stirs a spoon around a cup of tea, eyes narrowing on you and a thin smile creeping across her lips.
>"About time."
>Celestia turns and nods to the guards, who close the doors behind you.
>You are now alone with the princesses, and those nerves well up again.
>"My dear Anonymous. So glad you decided to join us this evening, though your coming here is tinged with sadness as well as elation, of course."
>"Yes, yes." Luna interrupts, taking a noisy slurp of her tea, "Can we get the sentimental stuff out of the way, sister? You promised me some fun. I'm not usually up at this hour."
>The older sister sighs, and smiles.
>Her tail lifts and tucks to the side, and by the time you realize that your eyeline is pointed directly at her luscious private parts it's too late.
>You turn away, flustered.
>"My child, you have some interesting dreams." Luna adds from the sidelines, and both sisters ripple with a knowing giggle.
>They're up to something.
>And you can't decide whether it's good or bad.
>"Most interesting." Celestia concurs, dropping her hind legs over the edge of her seat which in turn squishes her round buttocks together.
>The jokes amongst Twilight and her friends about the size of Celestia's hindquarters certainly aren't exaggerated.
>Each cheek looks to be bigger than your head, shaped with acres of white, perfect fat that extends far beyond the girth of any regular pony.
>Even Luna's backside, while still fairly hefty, is teensy in comparison.
>"Come closer." Celestia slurs.
>Your heart sinks.
>"Yes, go ahead. Approach her."

>Not wanting to protest the orders of royalty, you give a courteous little nod (which makes both of them laugh) and step closer, one foot at a time.
>As Celestia (and her extravagant plot) grow nearer, you get a much better look at both her ponut and horsepussy.
>She seems to have no issues with you laying your greedy eyes over them all you want, studying every crease and crinkle in her pucker and the way her bright pink clit spills out through the bell bottom of her labia.
>Her ponut in particular is what really draws you in, though.
>Every few seconds, it tenses. Just a tiny clench; enough to show you that it is a living, impulsive facet of her divine biology despite looking like a carved piece of art.
>"Like what you see?"
>You shake yourself out of the trance, cheeks burned red as you decidedly snap your attention up to Celestia's face.
>What must she think of you? Staring agape at her asshole like some kind of sexual deviant?
>If she feels irritated or offended then she certainly doesn't show it with the slow lift of her eyebrows and sultry curl at the edges of her lips.
>"Consider yourself lucky." Luna's voice comes from directly behind you, making you jump.
>She must have sneaked up on you without you knowing.
>You feel her hoof press into the back of your head, lightly.
>"Few have gazed upon my sister's treasures, nor mine. I can't tell you how many dreams have centered around this wonderful ring right here."
>She tilts your head down to look at it again.
>The shared titter after that comment makes you wonder just how close these two sisters are in private, but any musings about the incestuous nature of Celestia and Luna's relationship disappear as a scent reaches your nostrils.
>It's subtle, sweet, but unmistakably the tang of sweat.
>Fresh sweat.
>Coming from Celestia's plothole.
>Your heart rate redoubles.
>Do princesses even sweat? You had always assumed they were above such filthy bodily functions, but as Luna floats a firefly lantern over to her sister's derriere you find that is not the case.
>"My, so much perspiration on there tonight, Tia. You've been jogging again, haven't you?"
>She shifts the lantern around in front of you, allowing you to observe how the light jumps and dances over the slick, gleaming surface of sweaty flesh.
>"Not quite. The castle botanist had me tour the greenhouses today to approve of some new flower arrangements, and you know how humid it can get in there. That combined with an afternoon meeting with luminaries from Manehattan and that little knot of mine has been practically stewing away between my buttocks."
>"Yes, I can taste it from here." Luna giggles again, all you can really do in this situation is stare and try not to drool all down your shirt.
>You're so lost in the aroma and image of supple, clenched muscle before you that you don't notice Celestia give a nod to her sister.

>The hoof at the back of your head shoves forward, taking you by surprise, and before you know it you're face-first in royal bottom, Celestia's fat pillows clapping around your head from the force of the impact.
>The first thing to hit you is the texture of her donut sliding and smearing across your face, helped along by Luna's hoof wiping you left and right.
>You skate over every wrinkle, every rumple.
>Sweat wipes off onto your skin, and that's when the combined smell and taste hit you.
>More pungent at this proximity, salty and zesty, with a moan you try to get your lips over that wonderful hole but Luna jostling you around doesn't help.
>"Ooh! Sister, don't be so rough with Anonymous! I think he wants a kiss." Celestia coos.
>The force on your head relents, finally giving you a chance to wrap your lips on that pucker and start suckling.
>You don't even pause to question it.
>You're literally mashing mouth onto the asshole of the most important pony in Equestria but the sharp pheromones in the air wash away any rationality or doubt from your mind.
>"Mmmh, ohhhohhh... this one is a good kisser, I can tell..."
>"Kiss him back!" Luna eggs on, and you feel the muscles in Celestia's sphincter pinch around your mouth.
>It blooms outwards, puckering like a pair of juicy lips, you do the same with yours and they meet in the middle for a nice, slimy snog before pulling away with a squelchy pop.
>"A-Aah! That's the kind of kiss you could marry a mare to, Anonymous!"
>You can't hold back and get your mouth back on there for more, this time introducing some tongue that dunks inside the robust clamp of muscle and flesh, to the inside of her anus where the salty flavors explode over your tastebuds.
>"Oh, my... haah... a Prench kisser I see."
>More waves of laughter from the ponies.
>With each pass of your tongue you get deeper, drive into her harder, feel as the inner walls close around you, pulsing and squeezing.
>The sloppy sounds of tongue on ponut fill the air, punctuated only by the occasional purrs and groans from Celestia.
>Luna gives another push from behind, and with a wet SLLLRP you feel Celestia's exit wrap around your entire lower face, from the bridge of your nose all the way down to your chin.
>From here your tongue has even deeper purchase on her rectum, discovering new pockets of sour, salty taste with every inch of unclaimed flesh.
>"Oohho!"
>"Tia, you're always so sensitive back there. You'd better not cut our fun short."
>But unfortunately for Luna, your dogged tonguework manages to hit all the right spots.
>Her entire body shudders above you--the princess erupts with a growl of conclusive pleasure and you feel hot, thick fluids squirt down your chest, soaking your shirt.
>Her asshole tightens around you, forcing your head back out now covered in a sheen of sweaty juices.
>Luna pulls you back, a long drooling rope of alicorn cum tethering your chin to Celestia's drenched lips.

>"Oh, you finish so fast!"
>"Hmmm. I'm sorry, sister... it's been so long since I've... haah.."
>Celestia's head plummets down into a pillow where she releases more moans and sighs.
>She's spent from that little butthole-gobbling session, it would seem.
>Luna finally withdraws her hoof from your head, leaving you to stagger around a bit.
>It occurs to you only now how little oxygen you had during that entire ordeal, and you're actually quite lightheaded, still smacking your lips which are soaked in the spicy flavor tones of Celestia's depths.
>You're so giddy from both arousal and oxygen deprivation that you hardly follow the next few moments with any kind of clarity.
>Celestia says something about being too tired to open portals right now, Luna grumbles a bit but directs her horn to one corner of the room, and a huge, swirling blue pane of magic bursts open before you.
>The princesses bid you goodbye, ushering you on your way.
>You want to ask for one more lick at Celestia's bagel but before the words can even leave your mouth Luna nudges you through and you fall through a tunnel of whooshing light.
>You emerge in a field, it's the middle of the day, and nobody seems to be around.
>At first, you wonder whether all of those last months were some wild lucid dream.
>But sure enough that musky taste still floods your mouth.
>Celestia's spilled essence is still soaked into the collar of your shirt.
>And the unattended erection is still very much present in your pants.

***

>You are Anon and you have yourself an incredibly hot date tonight.
>Both cute and shapely, no other mare could compare.
>Though perhaps a little on the quiet side.
>You are of course talking about Luna's ponut.
>She liked to go by the name 'Ringo'.
>That dark blue donut called out to you like no other.
>Love at first sight if there ever was such a thing.
>You still remember asking her out.

>Flowers in hand and sweating nervously you approached her.
>Luna was there too of course, she eyed you strangely as you approached.
"Is there something we can helpest thou with?"
>"Yes, I've-I've come to speak to Ringo."
>Stuttering briefly as you gathered your nerves.
>Luna had a quizzical look on her face as you slowly approached her backside and kneel down.
>You let a breath, preparing to ask the question.
>You slowly reach out a hand and delicately move aside the tail to reveal the ponut in question.
>She was as beautiful as ever, standing proudly between Luna's cheeks.
>"Ringo, I-"
>You pause for a moment.
>"I've loved you ever since I laid eyes on you. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I know this may be sudden, but, I would like to invite you on a date tonight. Would you join me?"
>Luna, getting the idea who "Ringo" was, smiles as she looks back at you.
>"I'm sure 'Ringo' would love to. She's never been much for words, so I hope you'll take mine instead."
>Happiness spread across your face.
>"Oh thank you Ringo! You've made me the happiest man in the world!"
>You hug Luna's rear, giving Ringo a quick kiss.
>"How's Mario's Italian at 7 sound?"
>You stare at the ponut in eager anticipation.
>Again, Luna responds.
"Sounds lovely, she'll be there."
>Luna levitates the flowers out of your hand with magic.
"I'll hold onto these for her. For now I think that Ringo needs to get ready for her date."
>"Of course."
>Luna smiles at you.
>"At 7."
"At 7."

>The time was close at hand and you were waiting outside the resturant in eager anticipation.
>Looking around and deciding she's not outside, you decide to try the inside.
>You approach the waiter pony at the front desk.
"Do you have a reservation?"
>"Yes, for Anonymous and Ringo?"
>He quickly flips through his little book.
"Ahh, table for two. Right this way."
>You follow the waiter pony through the establishment.
>As you round the corner, you catch your first sight of her.
>She was in a white dress that draped over her sides, tail done up and pulled to the side.
>Fortunately the restaurant had seating to accommodate.
>The table rose up to just below the bottom of the attached pony's cheeks.
>You take a seat across from the ponut and take a moment to admire her beauty.
>"I'm so happy you made it."
>A voice that sounds a bit like Luna's emanates from below the table.
"I wouldn't miss our date for the world."
>You smile as you give your date a quick kiss.
>Other ponies around the restaurant stare at the spectacle, it's like they've never seen a ponut on a date before.
>You pick up and look through the menu.
>"I think I'll try the spaghetti. It is an Italian restaurant after all."
>Putting down your menu you look over to Ringo who hasn't even opened hers yet.
>"Already know what you're having?"
"A calzone and salad."
>"Nice choice."
>Eventually the waiter comes and takes your order.

>When the food came it interrupted your conversation with Ringo.
>Apparently she and Luna were sisters.
>Who knew?
>You pick up your fork and begin to gather some noodles onto it.
>Across the table a blue magic envelops a spoon and it starts to levitate.
>It loads a bitesize morsel of the calzone onto it and begins to bring it near her.
>You watch as Ringo slowly wraps around the spoon and calzone.
>Descending in until the business end of the spoon was no longer visible.
>The spoon slowly retracts, Ringo opening up once again, but leaving the calzone deposited within.
>"You know you are just as beautiful when you eat?"
"Thank you."
>Blue magic dabs a napkin on Ringo's mouth.
>You make slow progress on your own meal as you can't help but watch Ringo.
>Each spoonful disappearing within the dark ring's opening.
>Occasionally a string of cheese would stretch between Ringo and the spoon upon removal, but the napkin was there to keep her tidy.
>As she was getting into her salad, a cherry tomato fell from her spoon and rolled to your side of the table.
"Apologies Anonymous."
>"No problem."
>Picking up the stray tomato, you give it a quick rub to remove any contaminants.
>"Say ahh."
>Ringo flexes slightly, showing a small opening in the center.
>You bring the tomato to her lips and then with a single finger being to gently push it in.
>Ringo slowly wraps around the tomato, before pulling it inside upon passing the outer ring.
>She softly grips the tip of your finger before you retract it.

>"You know your real cute when you do that."
>She giggles.

>Finally though your meal came to an end, and the two of you sat there looking at each other.
>You of course took care of the bill when it came.
>You looked at Ringo, that beautiful, beautiful ponut.
>"I don't want this night to end. Could you, give me a kiss to remember it by?"
"Go for it."
>You bring your lips close to hers, pause to admire her up close.
>Everything about her was so perfect.
>You press your lips to Ringo.
>Her puffy exterior giving way to a muscular ring beneath.
>You kiss her for you don't know how long.
>Arms wrapped around the attached pony's backside, there was still the taste of calzone upon her lips.
>You could spend eternity like this.
>Eventually though, you do pull away and look at her with a smile.
"You know, this night doesn't have to end so soon. We could, could head back to my sister Luna's place. I'm sure she wouldn't mind."
>"You think?"
"I know."
>The two of you walk to Luna's chamber's by the light of the moon.
>You chatted about various things as you made your way there.
>You kept an arm around her the entire time.

>Now in Luna's chamber, the two of you sat facing each other a top Luna's bed.
>You sitting crisscross, and Ringo resting between two cheeks.
>"Are you sure we're not going to quickly?"
"I'm sure. Truth of the matter is, I really like you too Anon."
>"You mean it?"
"Absolutely."
>You sit there for a second with the biggest smile on your face for a moment.
>"I love you Ringo."
>You press your lips up to Ringo once again, but more sensual this time.
>You wrap your lips around before starting to tongue the tender flesh.
>The two of you engage for a makeout session lasting several minutes.
>Your tongue reaching as far as it can inside and Ringo reciprocating your ministrations with a quick twitch here and there.
>Eventually you pull away with a pop and eye down the orifice now shiny with saliva.
"I think I'm ready."
>Heavy breathing accompanied.
>"Yeah?"
"Yes!"
>Taking that as your cue to remove your pants, you do do.
>Little Anon already standing at attention.
>"I'm gonna start slowly."
>You say with shaky breath as you near.
>You gently press your member into Ringo's center before backing away slightly.
>The ponut flexes, reaching out for you.
>Instead you press into the surrounding ring, rotating around to gather some of the saliva onto your head.
>Now satisfied with the state of lubrication, you circle back into the center.
>Again, you press gently.
>The surrounding ring momentarily holding you back.
>She flexed again and wrapped herself around you.
>The opening tenderly gripping you as you made your way inside.
>As you get deeper you begin to feel the meal she just ate against your member, still a touch warmer than the ponut surrounding.
>Cherry tomatoes from the salad making themselves known as you bottom out.
>"Ringo you feel so good!"

"Fuck me Anon!"
>You start to pull out, stringy cheese clinging to you as you do.
>Now with just the tip left in, you begin to push.
"Mmmph!"
>The warm cheese and tomato sauce further lubricated your motions.
>The passage tensed every so often to reciprocate the gesture.
>You slowly start to get some speed going.
>Each time you pull out to just the tip before plunging down until the puffy exterior was kissing the base of your shaft.
>Making full use of everything you had.
>The feeling was something else.
>An out of this world experience.
>Eventually though you feel yourself getting close to that edge.
>However, going from Ringo's rapid twitching you think you're not the only one.
>You pick up pace even more, the tomatoes inside never even had a chance.
"AHH!"
>You feel Ringo clamp down tightly upon you as you feel a moistness somewhere down below her.
>You press in as deep as you can as her intense grip brings about your own orgasm.
>You blow your load into the cheesy mess of calzone and salad within.
>Each spurt feeling like it lasted an eternity.

>You hold still for a while afterwards, ponut still around penis.
>You slowly remove your now softening member, now with a thin coating of calzone.
>You look over at your date.
>Even now with bits of cheese and tomato sauce all over her, she was still gorgeous.
>"I love you."
>You go in for a kiss, attempting to convey all your love though the contact.
>You pull away with a happy look on your face.
"I love you too Anon. Maybe we can do this again sometime?"
>"I'd like that very much."
"It's a deal then."
>All of a sudden Ringo disappears below the covers and a smiling Luna rises from beneath.
>"Ahh! Luna! When did you get here? How much did you see?"
"Just arrived. Is that calzone I smell?"

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>Gang of foals turn up at the door.
>”Nightmare Night! What a fright! Give us something sweet to bite!”
>Luna simply turns around, lifts tail.
>Spreads her ass cheek so they can get to her ponut and tells them to help themselves.

>>37062716
I'm going shoulder deep to try and grab as much as I can.

>>37065936
>and that's how Anon fell in and became the hand in the candy bowl, scaring away fillies and foals who reach in.

>Be a group of spoopy Canterlot colts and fillies out on the town for Nightmare Night trick-or-treating
>The lot of you amasses a sizeable bounty, each basket filled with sugary goodness
>There's one last place you all have to visit
>Canterlot Castle

>They always give out great candy
>Legends say that Princesses give away small, delectable portions of their conquests
>You get to the gate
>There's a line but it's worth the wait

>One of you spot Nightmare Moon herself handing out the goods
>She's kept on a chain and thestral guards surround her but she looks like she's in a good mood
>This gets all of your spirits up
>You finally get to her
>She's definitely imposing with her size
>She cranes her head down
>She narrows her eyes, looking at all of you

>You all pridefully beam
>”Nightmare Night! What a fright! Give us something sweet to bite!”
>"To earn thy treats, all ye must pass my test!"
>"Declare thy costumes, and whether you are truly treaters or guised tricksters!"
>Each group member tells Nightmare about their costumes
>'Very well, you have earned your treats."
>She turns around and lifts her tail
>Her ponut twitches
>Each of you reach up and pull some candy out of the lunar sphincter
>The last one reaches in and feels something pull at her hoof
>She tries to pull back but instead gets pulled in slightly
>She freaks out and jerks herself back out of the hungry ponut
>Spooky sounds intensify
>Meanwhile Nightmare Moon sneers at the display
>You all scream when you see a hand stick out of her
>You scream even harder and flee the scene when the hand starts moving as well

>Be Princess Luna (Nightmare Moon)
>Be smiling at the group that ran away
>They even dropped some of their baskets
>Oh well
>You call over your guards
>You order them to take care of the rest of the treaters while you need to take care of some business in the castle
>You head back inside, the contents of your innards shift slightly at every step

>Get stopped by Celestia
>She's upset
>She asks you if you've been scaring fillies again
>You tell her that Anon has been doing that in your stead
>"Where is he?"
"Right here, sister."
>She eyes you quizzically
>You turn your butt to her and lift your tail up
>You feel your bowels move

>It's like a scene out of Ace Ventura
>Anon forces one arm out after the other
>Celestia's screams mask the sound
>He takes it slow and punctuates every significant motion
>He bounces his arms up and down off of the rim of your ponut, trying to grab at Celestia
>She faints
>He then forces his head through
>"Here's No-oh."
>You can't help but smile
"She fainted just as you and I were reaching the climax."
>Another filly down...